The God of Bug - Hunting

Castlevania II

Chen Xingyu let out a cry of reluctance. Clearly, a glimmer of hope had been presented to him, yet behind the door loomed a high-level demon that he was powerless to vanquish. Who on earth had brought him to this place? Even if it meant death, he would make that person understand that he, Chen Xingyu, was not a plaything in the hands of others! As he gazed at the demon hurtling towards him, Chen Xingyu found himself unable to dodge and had no intention of doing so. At this moment, he displayed courage that even astounded himself. Facing the demon charging at him, he summoned his last ounce of strength, lifted the massive sword, and thrust it forcefully at the demon's eyeball on its face.

Ah! I'm not dead. Chen Xingyu recalled that he had been disemboweled by the demon's claw. Why had he come back to life? The cold sweat that drenched his body made him extremely uncomfortable. He didn't know if the demon from moments ago had truly existed. But in his final impression, that demon hadn't had an easy time either. He had risked his life and finally managed to blind one of the demon's eyes.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" A person who resembled a teacher seemed to shout in anger, "All right, get out. How could there be a student with such extremely low potential as you in my class?"

Who is he? Why is he yelling at me? Chen Xingyu stared at the middle-aged man before him with a blank expression. His voice seemed to come from the heavens, ethereal and indistinct, making it hard for him to hear clearly. Nevertheless, Chen Xingyu emerged from something akin to a game pod as he was told, like a puppet.

"Haha, look at his dull look. Can't he be scared silly? According to the teacher, this Castlevania is a game world teeming with demons. Is this guy okay?"

"Hey! Chen Xingyu, your course is over. You'd better go home and eat! Giving a game slot in the practical course to an inferior player like you is truly a waste. It's better to let me play one more time." When a student saw Chen Xingyu give up his seat, he immediately couldn't wait to enter the game pod.

Although the teacher beside him remained silent, judging from his expression, he seemed to share the same thought. Only due to legal regulations and his duty as a teacher did he refrain from voicing his true thoughts.

"With the teacher's explanation, he still emerged in such a short time. I guess he didn't even catch a glimpse of the first minor monster in Castlevania. A useless person is indeed useless. With his strength without any enhancements, he still has a modicum of self-awareness. It's better to give the slot to others. Now, entering is merely inviting humiliation. Do you think Chen Xingyu's score will be the lowest level E again? Haha." The words of a student made the group of people waiting outside burst into laughter instantly. Chen Xingyu's incompetence is well-known among students. Although everyone is an occasional player, compared to Chen Xingyu, they are undoubtedly geniuses.

I'm still alive!

From the throes of death to life anew, only boundless ecstasy remains in Chen Xingyu's heart. The scene abruptly shifted from a gloomy castle to the ultra-sci-fi large classroom before him. Everything before Chen Xingyu is so surreal, but it matters not. For he, Chen Xingyu, is alive once more! Chen Xingyu doesn't know why he appears here nor why these people mock him. But at this moment, when he sees humans, he is still excited to the point of wanting to cry. In a large classroom brimming with sci-fi ambience, Chen Xingyu's stiff nerves finally relax a touch. He is likely truly transmigrated. And those things that resemble game pods are probably the one hundred percent real virtual game pods that were still in theory on the former Earth.

Looking at the dozen or so students who are still waiting excitedly for the game outside, this virtual game should be very widespread. And he seemed to have just emerged from the game pod. Only he is out, while everyone else is still striving inside. Perhaps this is the reason why everyone laughs at him. Is game talent truly so important? As others have said, this is a sign of extremely poor game talent, so everyone looks down on him. However, Chen Xingyu doesn't know this place and doesn't know the people around him either. Although everyone seems to know him and even call him by his original name, he doesn't feel much shame.

Chen Xingyu patted his chest with lingering trepidation. As expected of a virtual game. The feeling of death just now was truly too real. Even though he understood that he was just in a game moments ago, he still couldn't help being afraid. But as long as he is alive, Chen Xingyu, who has died once, thinks that being able to breathe fresh air again is so magnificent. Even if this place is very strange to him and it is no longer Earth, or even another universe with more advanced technology, he deems it of no consequence. No matter how unfamiliar this place is, it is a hundredfold and a thousandfold better than that ghostly place just now. At least here are all humans who can communicate, not just ghosts who only yearn to devour his flesh and blood.

Due to excessive fright, Chen Xingyu's face is still somewhat pale. He walked out of the game pod in a daze and headed towards the door. According to what the teacher said, he left this place. To be honest, he truly has no sense of identification with these strangers before him. It's like watching a silent puppet show. He doesn't think he is of the same kind as them at all. Because only he himself knows that he is a person from Earth in the 21st century. As for whether he is still in the original universe, only heaven knows!